#alpha leo

He clicked his fingernails against the glass in his hand. Booze didn’t do anything for him anymore, but they were at a bar and it was only polite to buy something. He was already beginning to miss it because a little liquid courage would have made this a whole hell of a lot easier. He glanced nervously around, only slightly comforted by the fact that Leo was watching just outside of his peripheral vision.

It was not a reputable establishment, and certainly not the kind Omegas liked to frequent. It was the kind of bar that dissatisfied Alphas went to so they could get a little too drunk before stumbling home to their haggard mates and children. It didn’t take long at all for one to try and pick him up.

Takumi downed the drink and pretended to laugh as the guy chatted him up with compliments and thinly veiled innuendos, and before he knew it the guy was dragging him by the hand toward the bathrooms in the back. He glanced nervously back at the bar, where Leo gave him an encouraging nod.

Don’t worry. Just like I told you.

He felt dirty. Unclean.

He wasn’t scared. He knew Leo was there at the other end of the bar, waiting to swoop in and rescue him if anything went wrong. It was his first time feeding from something that wasn’t a plastic medical bag, so there was plenty that was liable to go wrong.

There was zero preamble or foreplay. As soon as they were in the relative privacy of one of the disgusting bathroom stalls the guy grabbed him by the waist and slammed his back against the flimsy plastic, fingers already fumbling with the button on his jeans.

He could feel his heart beating in his throat a mile a minute. Intellectually he knew, he knew that he had to do this. Leo had explained the process to him over and over again. Get him alone. Get him relaxed enough to put his guard down. Feed.

But the Omega part of him screamed against it. The only thought running through his head: This is not Alpha.

He panicked. He couldn’t fuck this guy, he couldn’t even stand the thought of it! Without thinking he sunk his teeth into his neck and drank. It was sloppy and messy, he barely managed to get any in his mouth. His fangs didn’t quite pierce the vein properly and the guy thrashed and fought and Takumi’s teeth gouged his flesh further as they were forcibly torn away. Gods this man was probably going to bleed out on the floor from his mistake.

The venom from his bite finally started working and the Alpha collapsed on top of him, all of his weight pinning him to the wall. Takumi dropped him to the floor and ran out, covered his bloody face with his hands and prayed no one looked too closely at him before he got to the car. Leo looked shocked, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out that he’d fucked up.

Leo would go and fix it. Leo always fixed things.

It took about ten minutes for the blonde to return to the car. As soon as he got in he pulled his jacket off and handed it to his shivering mate. A tacit here, everything’s fine. Don’t worry, okay?

He spent the entire drive home muffling his sobs into that piece of fabric.

“This was a mistake. I don’t have the stomach for this.”

“Everyone is always a little messy on their first hunt, you’ll be fine.”

“It’s not that!” He stuffed his face back into the jacket. It muffled his words but he was sure Leo could still hear him.

“It’s not just that.” He corrected himself. He didn’t want to make light of a man being murdered, after all. “He… He tried to fuck me.”

Leo slid his right hand over his knee in a comforting gesture. Takumi covered it with one of his own. He knew Leo wouldn’t be mad… He’d told him he wouldn’t be mad, but it was nice to have that affirmation after the fact.

“I’m not surprised. You’re gorgeous,” Takumi blushed at that. “And you’re an Omega. Sex appeal has always been how your kind hunt.”

“Well, I don’t like it. I have a mate! Doesn’t it make you jealous?”

It made Takumi crazy. He knew Leo probably had a body count to rival all of the Greek Gods combined; it was just a fact that Leo used to hunt like that. It was how they’d met… But Alphas didn’t need to hunt like that as long as they were strong enough to overpower their target. After they’d mated Leo had promised not to have any more sex with his food, and Takumi just didn’t see how he was okay not having that respect reciprocated.

“Of course it does.” His Alpha growled, eyes forward on the road. They were almost home. “But you need to eat too.”

“I don’t want to.” He shook his head. He didn’t know how to describe himself, but monster came pretty close. He had a feeling Leo knew it, too. It was the only explanation for what he said next.

“Come on love, you didn’t even kill him.”

“I didn’t?”

“You didn’t take nearly enough blood for that.”

It had felt like so much at the time… He’d stained the sleeve of his shirt completely when he’d wiped the traces off of his mouth. And the gash in his neck… He shuddered.

“I still don’t want to do it anymore. What if I just kept drinking from those bags?”

“Those don’t provide enough nutrients. It’s fine to start, but if you want to stay healthy you need fresh blood. It’d be like eating nothing but rotten food.”

They pulled into their driveway, but neither of them made a move to get out of the car.

“Come on,” He sniffled and wiped the snot and tears from his face. “There’s got to be another way, right?”

The blonde looked conflicted at the steering wheel for a moment, eyes a million miles away before he responded.

“There… There might be one other way.”

“Well? What is it?”

“Let’s get you inside first, hm?”

Leo bundled him up in his arms and carried him into the house. They settled in on the bed, the shivering Omega curled tightly against his Alpha’s chest.

Leo only explained once he’d stopped sniffling into his mate’s jacket.

It was long and complicated. He explained the science and biology, but the gist of the explanation was… Well…

“You’re joking, right?”

“Do I seem like the type that would joke about something this serious?”

He pushed himself out of Leo’s lap and shook his head.

“Come on! I’ve heard a lot of lines, but my dick can nourish you has got to take the cake.”

“It’s not a line! Takumi-”

“I will happily suck your dick, you don’t have to lie to me.”

Leo grabbed him by the chin and held his eyes steady. He knew without the words that Leo was dead serious, but his mate offered them anyways.

“I’m not fucking with you. I have lived for a long time and I have met plenty of couples who do it this way.”

He huffed loudly, spitting his bangs out of his face in the process.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this before, then?”

“I didn’t want you to feel like it was your only option. It’s, uh, got a bit of a history…”

The implication was not lost on him. Still, he’d rather not have a repeat of what had just happened.

“I’d rather suck your dick than be sexually assaulted in some dive!”

“Fair point.”

He released Takumi’s chin. Gods he was still starving, so this had better work. The Omega wasted no time before he sank to his knees between his Alpha’s legs.

“So we just… Do it like normal? I don’t have to do anything special like bite your knot?”

Leo flinched at that. “Please, gods, do not bite my knot.”

He shot him a smirk, white canines glinting menacingly in the moonlight. A visible shudder ran down his mate’s spine.

“Takumi-” He warned.

“I’m just fucking with you, geez!” He rolled his eyes

“You know how we Alphas feel about our knots.”

“Yes, yes, the whole world revolves around your dick.” He nuzzled the fabric of his pants. “I’m still not sure if I believe this’ll work but…”

He licked his lips in anticipation. The taste of another Alpha was still on his tongue, the smell in his nose. He wanted it out.

“… But?” Slim fingers wove their way into his hair as he freed Leo’s cock from his pants. He held him firm, but not in the way Takumi usually liked. Leo normally pulled and pressed his head closer. Now he pushed back, hesitation clear.

Takumi frowned up at him. It was true he wasn’t sure if this would work, but Leo was the vampire expert between the two of them. He knew he didn’t need to make up some ridiculous line about nutrients to get Takumi to do this, so why would he lie? But Leo seemed worried that was the case.

“I’m willing to risk it.”

The grip on his hair slackened, but just a little. He whined as he tried to push his head forward again, only to be foiled. He was needy and desperate and he still had Alpha smell all over him, but not the right Alpha smell. Cigar smoke and cheap beer and BO and basically the exact opposite of everything Leo smelled like. He was past the point of caring; he just wanted his mate.

“Okay, fine, it was a joke. I believe you. You know I trust you, Leo.”

The pressure holding his head still finally released. He nuzzled the inside of Leo’s thigh, doing his best to erase the scent still clinging to his skin from the bar.

“Just making sure.”

Nails raked through his hair a few times, smoothing out what he’d disturbed in their little tug-of-war.

Blow jobs were something of a new thing for him. Not in general, no. He’d had plenty of experience with them prior to the whole becoming-a-vampire thing. There were just, well, some extra concerns that came along with the transformation. The fangs were a lot longer and sharper than he was used to. He couldn’t even stop biting holes in his own lip, so putting his mouth anywhere near his mate’s dick hadn’t seemed like such a good idea.

But he was still thirsty. It hadn’t been slaked in the slightest by his botched attempt, and if this was the only way to satiate himself… Well, he’d always been a quick study.

He licked his lips again. Leo was still only semi-hard before him.

Well, at least if I fuck it up he’ll heal pretty quickly. None of his fang marks had lasted more than a day or two due to vampires’ insanely fast healing times, so hopefully the same would apply for more… Sensitive injuries.

He hadn’t gone this slow since the first time he’d done this, back when he was a dumb and inexperienced teenager. He swiped his tongue over the head, got a sense of where he should and shouldn’t be putting his teeth. The tips were sharp but the edges were blunted, so he found that as long as he didn’t skim the ends along the shaft Leo didn’t seem to mind too much.

It took them a couple of tries to get right. Leo only hissed in pain twice, which he was counting as a win. His mate’s fingers guided him gently, nudging him around and correcting him when he slipped up. It was strange; Takumi didn’t find the experience particularly arousing. Maybe it was because he was so nervous about hurting his Alpha, maybe because he realized that this was how he was going to have to eat all of his meals from then on, or maybe it was because he was less than an hour out from almost killing a man in a seedy bar bathroom. Either way it hadn’t really set him off, but Leo seemed to be enjoying himself and that was enough to make the Omega in him preen.

He ended up using his tongue, mostly. He popped the head in his mouth and sucked, occasionally taking it deeper and swiping the flat of his tongue over the underside. It didn’t take long at all to get Leo stiff and hot and bothered under his ministrations.

Dribbles of pre-come laced his tongue. It tasted sweet, not salty like a human’s or metallic like Leo’s normally did. In the back of his mind he wondered if that meant something, but he was too far gone at this point. He didn’t care what it meant he just knew he wanted more of it; it was like dangling food in front of a starving man.

He was sure his pupils were blown wide as he stared up at the sweaty face of his Alpha. Leo’s eyes were closed, mouth half open as a moan tore from his throat. Another rumble of satisfaction tore through his chest at the sight.

Takumi took him deep again, the tip of his cock pressing at the back of his throat, and he felt the knot catch on the back of his teeth as he began to pull back. Close, he was so close.

Leo groaned and dragged his head back down. The knot swelled behind his teeth and locked itself in his mouth. The firm grip on his hair softened into relaxing strokes, silently urging him to breathe and not panic. He’d never had the – let’s say pleasure – of having an Alpha spring a knot while still down his throat. It definitely wasn’t a pleasant sensation, but the comforting hand in his hair and the soft words of encouragement were enough to make the experience not completely horrible.

He swallowed around the cock in his mouth as semen filled his throat, dragging out a few more aftershocks and even more cum, and he really was fighting a losing battle to swallow it all down and breathe and keep his fangs out of the way and not dislocate his jaw in the process. His Alpha thrust his hips forward a few more times, and Takumi was sure that if he still possessed a gag reflex then it probably would have been triggered by now.

But the thirst was finally gone.

He begrudgingly pulled himself up and settled on his mate’s lap.

“I cannot believe that worked.”

“Have a little faith in your master next time, hmm?” He kissed along the glands of his neck, scenting him and drawing out a satisfied moan from the Omega.

“Don’t call yourself that, weirdo.” He grumbled sleepily. Leo had told him it was pretty common to be exhausted after a first feeding.

“I am, though, in a strictly technical sense. But we can have all the arguments you want over it in the morning.”

Leo quietly detangled their bodies and helped him get undressed, and before Takumi could complain the blond had removed his own shirt and pulled it over Takumi’s head. He was suddenly awash in his mate’s scent, any fear of any other Alpha smell was quickly erased. A small gesture and a big statement. Takumi dragged the shirt up to his nose and took a deep breath, a gentle purr forming in his chest. His mate had clearly been a bit more bothered by the little scene in the bar than he’d let on.

The room was dark but for one dim light on the stage. All manner of Alphas were roaming about the small, dark room. A few of them chatted, but most of them remained silent and watched, just like him.

He hated these things. He hated the darkness, he hated the cramped spaces, and he hated the oppressing stink of Alpha pheromones that permeated the walls long after it was over… But Niles had given him a heads up that something special was happening this time, and Leo was nothing if not morbidly curious.

Someone lit the remaining torches on the stage, illuminating the makeshift wooden boards and bringing the entire scene into sharp relief. He had to allow his eyes a moment to adjust.

It wasn’t a very wide room, only fitting about six men abreast, but it was long. Perfect for the purpose it usually served. One end contained a raised platform, hastily constructed with rough planks of wood, and a door leading to an adjacent room. There were no windows: This was the dungeons, after all, and the ceiling was low. Not low enough that he needed to duck, but if he reached his arm up he could comfortably touch the ceiling with the full palm on his hand. A metal hook was bolted to the stone ceiling on the stage, and a block of wood sat off to the side, just in case it was needed. Perfectly suited for the kind of auctions they held.

In reality the room could hold double the number of men. There were only about a dozen currently there, but he’d been told it was a high-roller night only. The best of stock for the richest of men. His retainer was among them, keeping a watchful eye out just in case things turned sour and they needed to make an escape.

He was starting to get antsy. He had a hot bath and a good book waiting for him upstairs in his room once his curiosity had been sated, and he would much rather be doing that right now.

The auctioneer finally put their waiting to an end after several agonizing minutes of staring up at an empty stage.  He stepped out into the open, tugging something along by a leash behind him. Leo immediately saw what Niles had meant by ‘special’.

The man -- or boy, he wouldn’t put it past their soldiers to kidnap a child -- was not only Hoshidan, but a neko. And an incredibly beautiful one at that. His long silver hair was pulled back into a loose bun, but Leo could tell that it would be down past his back if it were loose. His fluffy ears of the same color were almost invisible, pushed flat against his head and his tail was busy and down between his legs.

Nekos didn’t usually wear collars, so he could only guess that the bright red one around his neck with the humiliating bell was an addition of the auctioneer’s. They’d also tied his calves to his thighs, so he was forced to crawl slowly on his hands and knees behind the man tugging his leash. A ring gag was also set firmly behind his teeth to keep his jaw wide.

“What did I tell you, milord?”

He was captivated by what was taking place on the stage, though mildly annoyed that Niles hadn’t just told him what was going to happen when he’d apparently known.

The pair stopped in the middle of the stage, and the auctioneer commanded the Omega to sit with a gesture of his hand. He stroked the top of his head fondly before his voice boomed out over the room.

“What do you think? Won’t he make a fantastic pet?”

The hoots and hollers of his fellow Alphas were deafening, but Leo remained silent. How barbaric. His father’s obsession with punishing Hoshido was going a step too far; To kidnap and sell off Omegas to the highest bidder was nothing short of monstrous.

“I think I’ve seen enough.” He muttered back to his retainer, though he wasn’t sure if Niles heard over the din.

He was about to turn and leave when he locked eyes with the poor man on the stage. He was wide-eyed and terrified, tears streaming down his cheeks as he was forced to suffer such humiliation. The sounds of the other Alphas were still roaring in his ears, but it was like his world stood still when he met those desperate amber eyes.

Damn it…

He couldn’t let him suffer like this. Who knew what these men would do to him if they got their hands on him? He was as exotic as exotic could come; He’d probably be dragged around to parties and passed around until he died of the humiliation. Or until his owner got bored of him and sent him off to be bred by the dogs. Despite being closer in stature to cats, nekos were rumored to make competent breeding partners for most species; Though he wasn’t sure if that was true or just a rumor. Nohrians didn’t come into contact with them very often.

He anxiously waited for the bidding to begin, but it seemed the auctioneer wasn’t done showing him off yet. It made sense, he wanted the Alphas in the room antsy and bothered, so they would run up the price. The man made a circular motion with his hand, and the neko clumsily turned himself around so his back was to the audience.

“Don’t worry, he’s fully trained, see?”

Then he snapped his fingers, and the boy dropped onto his forearms, ass in the air. Though he was still maintaining some modicum of modesty because his tail was still pressed between his legs.

“Don’t be shy, kitten. Everyone here wants to see you!”

The auctioneer grabbed him roughly by the tail and yanked it up, so he was fully exposed to the crowd. The Omega made a noise for the first time -- a strangled yelp muffled by his gag. His thighs were actually wet with slick, and his stiff cock hung down between his legs. This caused a stir in the room -- If Leo hadn’t known better he would have said the poor boy was just begging to be fucked. Most of the Alphas probably knew better actually, but the fantasy was powerful. A completely obedient pet at their beck and call, ready to be fucked at any time, through any humiliation?

If they weren’t ready to spend big money before, they certainly were now.

“We’ll start at 100,000 gold.”

The auctioneer didn’t let go of his tail, and really it seemed like he’d completely forgotten he was holding it. Leo guessed it was pretty painful, since as the bids climbed higher and higher the poor Omega was forced into more humiliating positions just to keep the pressure off. His face was flat on the ground, nails clawing at the splintered wood and back arched to alleviate the tension. This only had the effect of driving the bidding as he wriggled and squirmed.

Leo decided to bide his time. He knew with the weight of the imperial treasury at his back he could easily outbid any of these minor nobles, but he didn’t want to spend more than he needed. The numbers quickly climbed past the million mark, and then two, and then five… And Leo realized that this could go on all night.

He finally raised his card and answered with a firm “Ten million.”

The auctioneer finally dropped the neko’s tail, and the boy went back to hiding himself with it. The room fell completely silent, and he realized for the first time that he was nervously purring.

A few of the nobles turned to look at him, but he didn’t even spare a glance. Instead he crossed his arms over his chest and glared resolutely at the stage, as if to say challenge my bid. I dare you.

But no one did. He was sure some of the nobility had the gold for it, but even something as rare as a neko wasn’t worth that much of their money. Not when they knew he could easily double whatever offer they made.

“Sold!”

Leo dismissed is retainer and roughly dragged the neko by the leash back into the room where the slaves were held before auction. It was empty, confirming his suspicion that this neko was their only prize tonight. Money exchanged hands, and the auctioneer left them alone to their own devices.

As soon as he was gone Leo slipped a dagger out of its hiding place in his sleeve and cut the ropes, the gag, and the ridiculous collar off.

The Omega worked his jaw for a moment before speaking.

“T-Thank you sir.”

“Don’t thank me yet. I own you now, I could do anything to you that I pleased.”

He looked up at him curiously for a moment, big amber eyes shining in the dim torchlight. He looked so placid despite his tear stained cheeks and flushed face.

“But you won’t.”

“Oh? And how do you know that?”

He was right. Leo would never stoop so low, but the Omega didn’t know that. They’d never met before, never spoken. The only interaction they’d had was that one brief look before the bidding started.

“You were the only one that didn’t jeer at me. So thank you for rescuing me.”

“I… Of course.”

There was something so innocent in the way he gazed up at him, nothing but pure, unadulterated trust in his eyes. His tail swished lazily back and forth, straight up in the air this time.

“Can you walk?”

“Mmm… No, I don’t think so. They had my legs tied like that for a long time.”

He bent down and picked the smaller man up in his arms. He was much lighter than expected, and Leo had no problems carrying him up the several flights of stairs from the dungeons to the royal wing.

He’d be a dead man if his father found out he’d spent so much money on a slave… But that was the least of his worries. Right now he was focused on making sure the man in his arms was safe and comfortable.

He managed to sneak the neko into his room with little issue, and once they were there he grabbed one of his nightshirts from the dresser and handed it to him.

The neko took it gingerly, running his fingers over the soft silk curiously before he happily pulled it on over his head. Leo was quite a bit taller than him, so the shirt came down to his mid-thigh.

“Thank you, master!”

“D-Don’t call me that, okay?” He was relieved that the Omega was finally covered up. As vile as he found this entire affair, even he wasn’t immune to the effects of a pretty Omega.

He cocked his head to the side, ears perked up curiously. “What do I call you then?”

“You can just call me Leo.”

“Leo?”

“Yes, that is my name after all.”

The neko smiled broadly back at him.

“Wow! Master is very kind!”

He almost corrected him, but he supposed it would take some getting used to. He had no idea how long this Omega had been in captivity for, he might simply be used to referring to everyone in such a way. By the sound if it that was the case. His heart ached for the Hoshidan before him.

“What about you? What should I call you?”